That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the Moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's... Friendship's Gift: A Souvenir for 1848 - 第 296 頁由 編輯 - 1848 - 312 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
| 1828 - 814 頁
...breathe, from the lit sea beneath. Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 頁
...breathe, from the 111 sea bee eat li, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of etc may ling with spiritual sweets to plenitude. As bees (;orgc...their cells. And by the feud Twixt Nothing arid C Tlmt orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 頁
...breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may e r.lides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat... | |
| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 頁
...ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, Witli wings folded i rest, on mine airy nest, As still as...Whom mortals call the moon. Glides glimmering o'er my lleece-like floor. By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which... | |
| William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 頁
...breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded...broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars pee]) behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When... | |
| Royal Asiatic Society of Great Britain and Ireland - 1879 - 432 頁
...unintelligible. He was a true Chinaman, who, when his love-sick English master tried to elicit his ideas about " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon," promptly replied, "My thinkee all same lamp pigeon." Their history, which savours more of the style... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 頁
...breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded...Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er iny fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which... | |
| Thomas Browne Browne - 1838 - 274 頁
...may breathe from the lit sea beneath Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded...rest on mine airy nest As still as a brooding dove." In the following sonnet Wordsworth is, what he very rarely is, imaginative. " Methought I saw the footsteps... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 頁
...Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven ahove, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orhed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon. Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 頁
...breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded...orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals eall the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleeee-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever... | |
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